Her name is Sally Collins and she’s travelled all the way from Hoisington, Kansas, to make Archie Hopper an offer: a truck full of cheap booze, in exchange for scaring off some local yahoos. It's quick money for Archie - the locals scare easy, and getting the hidden stash from Kansas is simple.
It becomes complicated when Archie discovers that everyone who handles this load of hooch suffers a run of very bad luck: they end up dead.
That’s also unlucky for a small time bootlegger, because the trail of bodies is getting long enough to irritate even the New York cops.
And when Sally turns up again – packing a .38, with a carload of cheap toughs in tow – Archie realises that he’s in very deep trouble indeed.
Chasing from nightclub to nightclub, from hoodlums and dancing girls to Tammany Hall politicians on the make, Archie need to work out what's going on. If he can’t, there’s every chance that he’ll wind up behind bars – or worse, in his very own shallow grave…
Well, despite the very enticing presence of bathtub gin and floozies packing .38s, this isn't a hook. This is a rundown of the action.
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